Do you know? How much I love you.
I try with all effort to describe the feeling,
with every try I fall further.
Don't you know? That it pains me.
When you are away, even when the days are short.
Night of Endless pain.
You should know. My eyes peer towards the sky,
past cosmos to the deepest part of ancient space.
Where prayers travel. I pray, the only importance of my life is you.
Did you know? in that same space.
The twinkles lights like angles that watch over our earth,
Watch over you.
Many have tried to explain this feeling. Why should I be worthy
for I'm not, no matter how much I might try. I ask God never to unveil the
mystery of my love for you.
I would rather face death than knowing why I feel this way.
My love for you is immortal and immortal it shall last, and uniquely the same
it will be immortally shouldered in mystery.
This is how much I care for you.
Did you know?
Don't you know?
Do you know? Now how much.
I Love you.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Do you know
Posted by Louis Lioncourt at 3:34 AM
Labels: Poetry Section
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